The day has finally come when I let go of my well-nurtured baby. No, I’m not sending one of my kids off to college. I am publishing my debut Young Adult paranormal/fantasy novel, Forged by Greed!
After many months of plotting, writing, rewriting, editing, implementing ideas, and fiddling with my characters I felt the book was ready to be shared with the world.
The official launch day is scheduled for tomorrow, September 20th, but you can already find Forged by Greed on Amazon. And to celebrate the release, I am offering a promo price of $3.50 until Sunday morning. The paper books will be available in the next few weeks.
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Here are the synopsis and a few excerpts from Forged by Greed for your enjoyment:
Log line and synopsis:
Their choice had been taken away long before they were born.
Two Seattle 16-year-old Shape Shifters, Jatred and Jasmira, are torn between following their hearts and protecting the order of the world. The path of the star-crossed lovers leads only to destruction.
The ancient Shape Shifter Races—the Winter wolves and the Summer leopards— live among humans and fit perfectly into modern life, while keeping secret societies with their own laws and traditions.
Two Goddesses, Crystal and Amber command their respective Races. One is on a quest to tilt the scale of power to her side. The other will never let it happen, even if it means sacrificing Jatred and Jasmira’s love.
The Amulet commissioned to bring stability into the world remains hidden and concealed with the help of advanced technology. Jatred is the guardian of the Amulet and key to the Goddesses’ conflict.
The forces of nature are disrupted. Earthquakes, tsunamis, and volcanic eruptions rake the world. The Goddesses go to war and summon all their Shifters to join in the conflict. Jatred and Jasmira must fight not only for their love but to protect the future of both Races and humankind.
They drove into a small town. Old trees clustered around the buildings, providing patches of shade from the sun that now shone between dispersing clouds. The teens got their food and sat outside on a weathered wooden bench. The side of the building was covered in graffiti. A few benches away sat an older couple, sipping their coffee and sharing a muffin.
When Jasmira’s cell phone shrilled, she fished it out from her purse, and said, “Hello, Grannie.” She nodded a few times with an “Aha,” sound, and looked sharply at Jatred, her eyes opening wide.
“What?” he mouthed silently to her, but she only shook her head.
“Uhm, no. Penelope couldn’t come with me this time. Her aunt and uncle are visiting from Boston this week,” Jasmira cleared her throat and took a quick sharp breath, before saying, “A friend drove me.”
Jatred stopped chewing his food and concentrated on the Jasmira’s face.
She briefly looked away, frowning, her lips pressed together. “Jatred,” she quietly answered her grandmother’s question. Her eyes and jaws squeezed shut, as if she strained against pain.
Jatred put his fork down and reached for Jasmira’s hand. She looked at him with troubled eyes and put the cell phone away.
“Well, she knows now. She came back from her trip early, and my car was nicely parked in the garage.”
Jatred swore under his breath, his hands closing over Jasmira’s. “We should have taken your car, not mine.”
“You think? That was a really stupid thing to do.”
“Now she wants me to come back home, and we will have a little talk.” Jasmira scowled, the corners of her lips curled down.
Jatred pulled her close. She put her head on his shoulder and wrapped her arms around him, inhaling deeply. They sat like this for a few moments, almost motionless, without talking.
“Ugh, I hate this,” she whispered. “Why do we have to hide? Why can’t we just be together without the rest of the world jumping in to separate us?”
“What exactly did she say?”
“She was shocked, not only because I am here with a boy but… you know—this crazy Race thing. She knows very well who you are and, of course, she was furious. She wants me to come home right away.” There was a scowl on Jasmira’s face as she let out a derisive snort.
Jatred reached out and tucked a strand of hair behind her ear. He leaned in and kissed the spot on the top of her cheekbone, right next to her eye. “J, I love you. I don’t ever want to leave you, even if they try to drag us away from each other.”
“I love you too.”
“Here, catch.” Erik threw Georgeta’s iPod toward her. She swiped it midair in a blurred motion. “If you take it one more time, I’m going to kick your butt,” the girl muttered.
“I’m sure you will, little sis.” Erik laughed, getting up. He grabbed Georgeta and twirled her around. Her jet-black short curly hair contrasted with his light-blond straight mane. Her skin looked like she spent hours in the sun, while he was fair-skinned. She had been adopted from an orphanage in Romania by Erik’s parents just a few years earlier.
Georgeta shifted into a wolf form so quickly that Erik didn’t have time to let her go, and he collapsed onto his back. The wolf tumbled on top of him, snarling. Her upper lip curled back from her sharp teeth, her black wolf-nose almost touching her brother’s human-face. Erik grabbed onto Georgeta’s gray mane and, still laughing, wrestled with her.
“Showing off much, Georgie? You finally got to shift and now you can’t stop the fun?” Erik teased. “Fifteen-year-olds.”
Georgeta looked like an overgrown wolf pup that hadn’t quite yet become an adult. Despite her looks, in her animal shape, Erik’s adoptive sister was much bigger and stronger than he was in his human form. With a snap, she closed her teeth around the front of his shirt, lifted him off the floor and, with a swing of her huge head, threw him onto the bed, ripping a large piece of fabric from the front of his jersey. Erik landed on the bed, bouncing high, then fell down to the floor, cursing.
The wolf puffed and, with a snarl, turned slowly around and walked out of the room. Bogdan laughed so hard he had to take his glasses off and wipe his eyes with the back of his hand. Georgeta, still in her wolf form, returned after a few seconds, gingerly picked up the iPod from the floor with her jaws and retreated, growling.
“This was my favorite Seahawks jersey!” Erik yelled after her. He looked down at his shirt and said to Bogdan, “Shut up. I got it for my birthday from your girlfriend. Lusia will have a fit when she sees this.”
“Then don’t tell her. It’s not like she’s going to come over to search your closet.” Bogdan was still chuckling.
Erik glanced at his friend and burst into laughter.
“I didn’t know that would make you so happy,” Georgeta hollered from her bedroom. “And, dude, no touching my iPod or I will rip more than your shirt.”
“I can’t stay mad at her,” Erik said with his mind to Bogdan.
“Good to know. I was so scared you’re going to do something irrational, ha, ha,” Georgeta shouted mockingly from her bedroom, this time with her mind. “By the way, if you don’t want me to hear what you say, keep your mental shields up, you know. Or not, I don’t care.”
Bogdan cackled and hooted with delight. Amused, the boys looked at each other, their eyebrows raised. Erik shook his head and chuckled. Bogdan mouthed to him, “Mental shield, you know.”
“We are going to shoot hoops outside. Wanna come?” Erik walked to Georgeta’s room and leaned on the door frame, grinning, hands stuck in his shorts pockets. He didn’t even bother to change his shirt. Bogdan stood right next to his friend, still chortling under his breath.
“Yeah, so you can laugh at me? You know I’m too short for basketball.” Georgeta blew a raspberry. “And it’s too hot today. You two should stay inside anyway.”
“Why?” Erik shrugged.
“Because you’re wolves, moron. It’s too hot.” Georgeta rolled her eyes.
“Relax, we can handle a bit of heat. A little is nice, even for the Winter Race.” Erik snorted.
“It’s your call. I’m going to Lusia’s. She’s got better air-conditioning than we do here. Sorry about the shirt.” Georgeta put the ear-buds back into her ears and got up.
“Nah. It’s fine. You can always get me a new one with your babysitting money.” Erik winked, smiling. “See you later, sis.”
Georgeta paused by the door and turned around to look at the boys. “Keep in mind there are humans around. Don’t show off with your physical strength, like you did last time.”
“It was an accident—” Erik tried to protest.
“An accident? You bent the basketball hoop with one hand.”
“Erm.” Erik sheepishly looked at Bogdan for reassurance, but Bogdan didn’t comment, just suppressed a laugh.
“Watch him please, would you?” Georgeta fixed Bogdan with a look, then let out an exaggerated sigh and stalked off.
“Now go and join your Shifters. You are their King.” The Goddess nodded to him, and then looked over the thousands of Shifters, all in their human forms.
She addressed them, her voice thunderous and commanding, “Your Spirits will choose the best weapons and tactics for the battle. Rely on the Spirits, trust and embrace them. They will lead and protect you. Their ancient knowledge and skills are unparalleled, and they will give you courage and power. Now look inside you and let the Spirits guide you.”
As if on cue, all the Shifters closed their eyes. Silence descended over the Realm. Tiny snowflakes started to fall, landing on faces, shoulders, hair, and clothes. A strange aura of calmness came upon them. Some held hands; some raised their arms and faces up to the cloudless sky. Crystal inhaled deeply, closing her eyes too.
And then everything happened so quickly. A blast of freezing wind whipped through the Realm and whirled the walls of snow around the army of Winter Shifters. Thousands of voices joined in an ancient hymn. Words whispered by the Spirits of the Realm in language long-forgotten, carried over the chorus. The Goddess’s chanting rose and fell above it all. Her voice was strong and clear, the words of an archaic form of Gaelic uttered in precision and filled with powers known only to her.
If you liked this, don’t stop here – you can read the first five chapters for free on Amazon. Just click on the cover art and then scroll down.